What Now? ~ Happy New Year


So it’s all up to me?

The things I think

The energy I impart to the world

It’s a choice

          To see love or fear

          Darkness or light 

Hope and joy or despair?


That I didn’t realize this sooner

That I spent the better part of half a century allowing things to be less than optimal

But who am I to question the timing of things

I have also spent the better part of the last three years KNOWING that everything happens the way it is supposed to…with perfect timing!

So as I write these words

I think ahead to the strike of Midnight in two days

And I think about 2015

And what I would like for my goals

And there is knowing…

That I want to be conscious as much as is humanly possible

Of every thought that crosses my mind

I want to be aware of which side my energy lives in…in as many moments of the day as possible

I want to make sure that I am connected to ME

I want to be aware of ME every day

I no longer wish to be on auto pilot going through the motions of life

I want to be a willing participant in the creation of my days

Yes, I want to be the director

Wait…I take that back…I know that I am the director of my life

What I want to do is to be aware of the things that I think…

The tiny fleeting moments that hardly register as conscious thoughts

And yet are so very integral to the landscape of my day

In anticipation of the clock’s strike at midnight (something that is highly unlikely I will hear) this is my wish…my goal…my New Year’s resolution!



I have read so much over the last three years about how our thoughts direct the creation of our lives.  I believed it almost immediately.  It was a little hard to agree to the really nasty, horrible things that happened.  Yet, if I am honest I can see how my thinking contributed to certain events.

Monday I drove the “lead car” on Interstate 95 in south Florida.  It is not a very friendly highway.  In fact, it is full of aggressive drivers who are willing to put your life at risk if you do anything at all that displeases them.

If you drive any slower than 80 MPH you are likely to be cut off and flipped the bird.  I had to drive between 50-55 MPH to lead a pick-up truck that was pulling a trailer that was carrying a dresser and huge mirror to my house.  Phew!

My first thought was, “Someone is going to kill me!”  And then I had to laugh when my passenger pointed out that I would be the first person to admonish someone else for driving that slow on the highway.  My next thought was, “Oh, no!  It looks like it is raining up ahead!”  I envisioned the beautiful wood being ruined by the pop up Florida downpour.  I won’t even go into the thoughts I had about the dresser not being tied down or the mirror riding on top of a pile of scrap metal in the back of the pick-up!

Then I stopped my thoughts dead in their tracks.  I couldn’t believe the negativity that was flowing from me.  I decided to do an about face and I thought that I was perfectly safe driving at that speed.  Then, even though I could see the rain pouring from the clouds in front of me, I thought the clouds would part and the sun would shine.  Then I pictured in my mind what the dresser with the beautiful mirror would look like in my bedroom…safe and sound…completely intact!

And guess what?  It happened exactly like I had planned…or thought.  And I couldn’t have been more grateful that I stopped myself from thinking about the other scenario!  Imagine it…someone cuts me off for driving so slow but not before the dresser and mirror fly off the truck and splinter into a million pieces…but not before the downpour completely soaked the wood.  Now WHY in the world would I want to create THAT???

I wish you all the most beautiful blessings in life.  I wish you all understanding and peace…yes…peace and grace.  There is something about that word that keeps coming up for me and I pray that you feel it in your life!  Happy New Year…welcome 2015!!

❤ Lorrie


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My Heart Was Touched



Every once in a while

Your heart can be touched

When you least expect it


The “old” you

might think that you are not

“worth it”


The “new” you

snuggles up to the wonderful souls

who went out of their way


To make you

feel beautiful!


And at days end,

I lay my head down

to dream beautiful images

like the ones you put in my heart!




I had such a beautiful week because many dear souls touched my heart.  I was showered with gifts; A beautiful Bouquet of words, a beautiful Bouquet delivered to my door, a wonderful card filled with angel love, and countless connections of spirit.  I thank you all because you make me “shine” brighter, float higher, love harder!

May you all experience the deep love that was planted in your soul!  Blessitude

❤ Lorrie



Why are we here

What are we looking for

We are searching for something

Something that we lost?

Or something we have yet to find

The answers are hidden

Deep inside is truth

The possibilities are rich with love

Why do we see the darkness

What is it that is hiding

Behind the whispers

In front of our mind

The walk is winding

There are glimpses of freedom

Like spatters of raindrops falling from the sky

They tickle my body

And then I believe

Because the touch sparks the love

Deep within my cells

Stretching back to the time of conception

Conception of all reality

What it all means

What we all hope to find

At the core is a window

Not a door

For we can all see where we need to go

Once we get there


Reach out …walk through

Walk into the splendid

Into your fears

To get to your heart’s center

Your vibration of love

The deepest truth

The most beautiful place in eternity

We share this

Every soul has come here

Why did we leave

What did we hope to find

Is the answer available?

Will we ever know it

Will we ever find it again

Or will we search

Until we can’t find it




Written 9/29/13

My Fairy Tale


Shower my heart with love

It reigns down on me

For once I was lost

Now I am created

To be the person I want to be.


My destiny is in my control

I am the one who writes the plans

I am the architect of my dreams

I decide where the foundation of love shall be placed

And then I build the walls brick by brick with love and truth.


I am the interior designer

I decide how the furniture of grace and compassion shall be placed

I make it warm and inviting

a place that company wants to come and visit

Kick up their feet and stay a while.


I am the gardener of my soul

I pull the weeds of self-hurt and destruction out one by one

I fertilize the soil that makes a magical heart bloom

And the magical heart flourishes and drops seeds

And those seeds fly in the air and spread pixie dust

Which sprinkles love and hope

And compassion and truth

And wisdom and grace

To all the other hearts in the kingdom.



It is my fairy tale.

And this is how it shall be.